Friday, May 06, 2011
Friday, May 6th - CH kept her promise and got up "cheerfully" at 7:30 a.m. so we could get on the road to Nashville, Tennessee. (Qaptain Qwerty probably fell off his chair reading this because he knew CH is not a morning person and 10:30 a.m. would be the earliest when CH would normally get up when she is not working!) We drove for about an hour and decided to stop at the Hen House for breakfast. It is called restaurant and gift shop but that would be stretching and much smaller compared to Cracker Barrel. There is not much to write about the food and the restaurant (more like a coffee shop) and the gift shop (with limited selections).
We were on Interstate 24 in southernmost Illinois (around 11:15 a.m.)when we saw the sign "Metropolis Exit 37". After we got off the exit, the main road leading to the town square was half covered with water coming from the rising Ohio River. We saw many homes and businesses were completely under water (above photo).
Where was Superman when we needed him? He should save his hometown from flooding. After taking enough photos (Check back often to see photos of Benjamin and the Man of Steel - unless the world as we know ended), we visited a Dippin' Dots store. It was a nice surprise to find there were about 20 different flavors, just like regular ice cream. I had a cup of butter pecan, CH had vanilla and CP had strawberry and chocolate. Metropolis claimed that the town has the largest Dippin' Dots store on the planet!
After a few rest stops and a quick lunch, we finally arrived in Nashville around 3:30 p.m. The Grand Ole Opry was on the other side of the road from where the hotel was but it was a five lanes major road. The giant parking lot from the entrance to the auditorium was a long distance, definitely not for walking, especially for CH (physical challenge).
After checking into the rooms, we went to a nearby steakhouse for dinner before going to the show scheduled at 7:00 p.m.
We enjoyed the show with its famous mixture of bluegrass, folk, gospel performances and plenty of good-clean humor. One of the hosts was Little Jimmy Dickens who celebrated his 90th birthday. He was a vibrant and energetic person - bless his heart!
Is it just me being such a grumpy old person or some people don't know how to behave in a civilized manner? During the show, two women in their late 30's, in the row in front of us, were talking! The conversation went on and only when I leaned over and said, "Excuse me!", that the women stopped talking.
No more than a few minutes later, I heard whispering coming from the row behind us. The talking was not loud but I could still hear the whispering. What was so important that these people have to discuss during a music show? I had to turn around and again said, "Excuse me"! Is it just me or civilized behaviors have gone down the drain?